The Bond of SIN (#YourStoryIndia)

chapter 1

I moved along the silk of my bed trying to dodge the caress of sunrays, dreaming of my love, my source of life, Marcus.

Marcus... Marcus Visconti.

Those innocuous blue eyes that make my heart flutter each time they meet mine.

His arcane voice that makes every cell in me go buzzing, his brawny body stirring up every nerve, making me burst into flames; flames of raw desire, to possess him, have him completely for myself.

Even in a harebrained condition I would not think of having Marcus to myself, as he was a sexual magnet.

But after fourteen months of steady courtship between us, I was going to tell him that I was to have his child.

Marcus Visconti's child; and was avid to know the joy it would bring to his face. The joy it would bring when I reveal it to him... today, that I've been pregnant; now almost a month. I wouldn't wait to say it as I've waited for two months for his return; for he had gone home to Sicily, and now he is back, my Marcus is back and I can no longer hold my fire.

And with fire I realised I was now completely bare to the scorching sunrays tracing my face.

I disliked the feel of it piercing my skin; when within a fraction, the sensation of the blazing rays reminded me of Valentiniau Visconti...

My Boss...

The heir and a major share holder of Visconti Hotels.

One look through his piercing grey eyes charred his employees. I would scorch each time he'd look at me through those penetrating grey eyes. His supercilious and domineering tone of voice, I had been adjusting to since two years was arduous.

He was a sexual predator.

His body solitude - tall, powerfully built with olive skin, chiselled face with almost black hair.

He was hardly the type to be overlooked; as though the very god of sensuality - Eros had come down on earth to gratify the female populous.

The very thought of Valentiniau jolted me back to reality. I immediately looked at my table clock and it was half past six and I knew I was late for the day.

"Oh shit!" I gasped.
Quickly jumping out of the bed, I headed straight to the shower. The warm water caressing against my skin made me feel alive. I would actually take a little long to shower as I love to splash water.

But today I have no time to squander, not especially when I had to be at Visconti office, in the meeting room, besides Valentiniau, by eight.

And knowing him so closely past two years, he would be on the dot.

Choosing what clothes to wear for the day, I opted for a navy blue dress with a thin strap lining in junction just bellow my bossom giving me a perfect shape of an hour glass, highlighting my curves and making my legs long and slender.

I stood in front of the mirror admiring the dress, it was a gift from Marcus. I put on my regular perfume and lip balm making my lip appear full.